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A Sort of Summer Evening Symphony

A Sort of Summer Evening Symphony

The wind from the north woods has made its way into our backyard and brings into present, past summers at the family cabin. I allow myself the luxury of memory and the melancholy it may evoke, to keep the special place alive in my mind, as the neighbors’ loud...
For the Love of Red

For the Love of Red

I sit on the couch. It’s a beautiful summer morning and I’m struggling to let ink flow onto the paper—well, actually, it’s pencil. I should switch to ink? The words swirling in my head are spinning like the wheels of a bicycle. I haven’t overcome this self...
Dance and Your Heart Grows

Dance and Your Heart Grows

“Sit down over here,” Todd said Saturday morning as I pulled a chair out from the table under an umbrella. “We can sit together. The sun is passing. You’ll be in the shade.” Even with a medication that warns against sun exposure, not to mention general dermatologists’...
Believe

Believe

“For what’s important in this life What everyone must do Is never stop the quest for What makes you uniquely you.” —Christina Rukavina Todd walked into the kitchen on Friday night carrying a big box. I figured it was auto parts, but he said it was for me. It...
In Remembrance Of

In Remembrance Of

To some, it might not be noticed. And to some, it might just be stone. Still for some, it might be a message. Just for them. And for their eyes alone. Share this:FacebookLinkedInPinterestEmailLike this:Like...
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